Date: Mon, 23 Jan 2006 00:05:21 -0500
From: Nate
Subject: Jesse and Nate Chapter 1
This story is a work of fiction. I do not claim to know Jesse McCartney
(although I wish I did ;-D), nor do I know about his sexual preference
(ditto). This story will contain some sexual content, and is about a
relationship between two men. If this offends you, then I suggest you use
that handy close button on your window. If it's illegal for you to be
reading this, well then you shouldn't be here either, but you probably know
that already :-P.
This is my first attempt at writing a story, so I'd love to hear what you
think. Please email me any comments, critiques or suggestions that you may
have at JesseAndNate@gmail.com, just try and go easy on me! You can also IM
me on AIM at the screenname JesseAndNate.
I'd also like to mention three really good stories that helped inspire me
to write this: Bumping-Into-Love, Spring-Break-Cruise (both in the High
School section of the website), and Hayden (in the Celebrity section of the
site). Thanks to those authors! Even though none of the stories have been
concluded yet, they're really good and you should check them out. After
reading mine, of course ;-). And if those authors are reading this,
continue your stories dammit, I can't wait to see what happens next in
each!
Chapter 1:
It was a beautifully warm winter day (ok, it was around 55 degrees, but
hey, it's better than 20). I was sitting on a bench reading a book in the
middle of Central Park in Manhattan, NY when I heard a voice in front of me
say "Excuse me, but can you tell me how to get to the ice skating rink?"
I looked up and saw a really good looking blonde haired guy that was around
my five feet nine inches, looked like he was about 19, had these gorgeous
blueish-green eyes, and was dressed pretty nicely as well. After about half
a second of just staring at him, I gave myself a small shake and answered
"Sure, that's, like, right next to my favorite place in the park. It's a
little complicated to get there though, and a bit of a walk." His face fell
a little at this, so I quickly continued "I'm not doing anything right now
though, I could take you there if you want."
"No, no, that's ok, I don't wanna be any trouble. If you could just tell me
how to get out of the park I could take a taxi," the guy replied.
I thought for about a second, and, deciding that he didn't look like
trouble, said "Nah, it's no trouble, I was actually thinking of heading
over there anyway." We'd be pretty evenly matched in a fight anyhow, I
thought (hey, this is New York - you can't be too careful). He also looked
kinda familiar, which helped put me at ease.
"Awesome! I need to meet some friends of mine there soon, but I did not
feel like taking a cab, and it's much nicer to walk through the
park. They're also usually late, anyway. Sorry, I'm rambling. I'm Jesse by
the way," he said as he smiled and extended his hand.
Smiling back and shaking his hand, I replied "Nate," and so we proceeded to
wind our way through the park, taking in the sights and people, and having
some nice chitchat along the way. At first, we were just making small talk,
like how nice the weather was, and how beautiful the park is. As were
walking, we heard a woman's voice call "Jared! Get back here, don't you run
away from me!" We turned around to see a boy around five years old running
towards us, with a frantic looking woman chasing after him. Suddenly,
Jesse reached out, caught the boy, and held him there while the as his
mother ran up to us. Once she did, she looked at Jesse a little bashfully
and said, "Thank you so much! He can be a bit of a handful, but he's really
a sweet boy."
"No problem!" he replied, and then to Jared he said "Now Jared, you're
gonna be a good boy for your mom, right?"
"Yes, mister" Jared replied, all the while looking at his toes.
"Good boy, now go with your mother and have fun"
"Okay, mister," he answered, and ran back to where their blanket was laying
on the grass.
"Wow, that was cool of you!" I exclaimed.
"Eh,, it was nothing, besides, I would've wanted someone to do the same for
me, ya know?"
"Yup, definitely a good point. Mister." I said with a wry smile on my face
- I couldn't resist teasing him a little, and we both laughed. Everything
this guy did was making me like him more and more; it was pretty hard to
believe.
Continuing with our talking from before the Jared incident, I asked "So,
you're not from around here, are you?" I was guessing this from the fact
that he didn't know his way through the park. Plus, he also had a really
nice tan, and his hair looked like it could have been bleached to that
shade of blonde from long trips in the ocean and being in the sun rather
than being naturally that light, neither of which would have happened in
New York at this time of the year.
"Actually, I grew up and went to school not far from here, but I never
really went into the city to hang out much. I just stayed in the
neighborhood with friends as a kid, plus my parents didn't really like me
going out to the city on my own. Then when I became old enough that they
wouldn't freak out, I moved out to L.A., so I don't know my way around here
at all."
"L.A?! Wow!" I exclaimed "I love New York and all, but it'd be great to be
somewhere warm right about now."
"Ha, believe me, L.A.'s nice and all, but it's not always all it's cracked
up to be. Even in the winter, it's good to be back here. Actually, it's
nice to have some cold. It makes life seem more real. Constant nice weather
is just another thing that makes Hollywood and L.A. seem so much more
fake."
"Man, sounds like you've been a bit burned over there. Did you go there
hoping to make it big or something?" I asked.
"You could say that" he answered, chuckling. This caused me to give him a
puzzled look, but I decided not to pursue it. We were getting close to the
ice skating rink anyway, so I figured it probably wouldn't be a good idea
to start a big conversation if he had to go, something I was actually
hoping he didn't. It had only been about twenty minutes, but I was actually
starting to like the guy. "Wow, this walk really seemed to fly by," Jesse
said, noticing that we were nearing the rink. Looking around, he said "Hey,
it doesn't seem like my friends are here, so you want to hang out a little
more? I mean, if you don't need to do anything or go anywhere, that is."
I smiled at his politeness while in my head I was doing backflips - I
really was starting to like the guy. "Sure, that'd be great! Today was
gonna be an off day for me, just to relax by myself, but I'd actually love
to have some company for a while." I had to keep reminding myself that the
Jesse might not even be into guys, so I had to calm my head down.
Jesse got this huge smile on his face, and led me over to a bench so that
we'd have a clear view of the rink and the people skating as well as the
entrance. "So, we talked enough about me, how bout telling me something
about yourself?" He asked.
"Haha, sure, what do you wanna know?"
"Hmmm..lessee, where'd you grow up?" he asked.
"Well my parents and older brother, Jon, first lived in the city. Then when
they had my sister, Mandy, they decided to move to Queens, and that's where
I've lived all my life. It's nice, cause it's like a mix of being in the
city and being in the suburbs, and it's only like a half-hour or so to get
to Manhattan by subway. Soo, anything else?"
"Ha, that's cool. Well, you have an older brother and sister, any other
siblings?"
"Yup, I got a younger brother, Jake. Man, we used to fight like crazy, and
we still argue a lot, but whatever, he's still my little brother and I love
him." I answered. "How bout you, any siblings?"
"Aww, that's sweet. Yeah, I got a little brother and sister, Timmy and
Lea. They can be pretty annoying at times, but what can you do, that's how
little siblings are, ya know?"
"Hahaha, yeah, I can totally hear that. Like my little brother sometimes
starts a fight just cause he's bored. And this isn't just what I think;
he'll sometimes come up to me, say `I'm bored,' then punch me and run away!
What's with that?"
Jesse laughed and said, "Yeah, my little brother does the same thing. He'll
come up to me and try to get me riled up by punching or poking me or
something. It gets really annoying. And my sister, she doesn't fight, but
she tries to play these mind games on me and stuff to get me into an
argument. It's nuts."
"Ha, that's great. I mean, not great for you, just, uh, hilarious, you
know?" I started to stammer, as my face began to feel a bit hot.
"Ha, yeah, I know what you mean, dude. Aww man, I see my friends over there
now. Who woulda thought that I'd be upset to see them?" he said,
chuckling. He had a really cute laugh, and realllly nice smile, with these
sparkling white teeth.
I looked over and saw a guy and a girl walking toward us, so I sighed and
said, "Yeah, I was really enjoying talking with you, Jesse."
My mind was racing, and just as I was about to continue and ask him if he
wanted to get together again, he said "Hey Nate, how about we exchange cell
phone numbers? It was great talking with you, and it'd be cool to hang out
again sometime. If that's alright with you, of course."
For the second time in a half-hour, my mind was doing backflips, but I
forced my voice to remain calm. "Yeah, that'd be great. Give me your cell
and I'll put my number in," I said as handed him my phone. "Wow, this is a
nice phone, man!" I exclaimed as I took his phone. It looked like the new
Nokia N91, which probably cost something like 400 bucks.
"Ha, yeah, it's a Christmas present from my uncle. He's really awesome,
there's no way I'd have gotten that on my own," Jesse explained.
"Awesome. And here I thought my phone was cool," I said laughing. We gave
our phones back to each other just as Jesse's friends came up to us. Jesse
took a step forward to shake their hands and give them hugs, so I was able
to sneak a little look at his ass. `Pretty nice!' I thought.
"Nate, this is my friend Michael and his girlfriend (whew, not Jesse's
girlfriend), and also my friend, Katie. Michael and Katie, this is Nate"
Jesse said pointing to each of us, respectively. "Nate helped me find my
way through this maze of a park" We all chuckled and shook hands, saying
our "Nice to meet you"s.
Mike looked at Jesse and said "Sorry we're late, Jesse, it took forever for
a train to get to the subway station, and then once we got on it went soo
slowly for some reason."
"Yeah, yeah, always an excuse," He replied smiling. "Anyway, it's no
problem, man. Gave me time to get to know Nate a bit better," he said,
winking at me. I smiled as my face started to get really warm. I hate
blushing so easily, but I was told it gave me a bit of a cute boyishness,
so it could be worse.
I extended my hand to Jesse to say bye, and he suddenly pulled me into a
one armed hug, which surprised me, since we just met about an hour before
hand. "I'll give you a call sometime tonight, ok?" Jesse whispered into my
ear. I rubbed his back slightly as I whispered back "More than ok."
I was about to walk away to read my book by the nearby pond when a teenage
girl came running up to us and yelled at Jesse in front of my shocked face
"OH MY GOD, ARE YOU JESSE MCCARTNEY? CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH? CAN I TAKE
YOUR PICTURE? WILL YOU MARRY ME?!?!?"
Well there's my first installment, hopefully the first of many! I know it's
not much right now, but hey, every story's gotta have a beginning. I hope
I'll be able to write more, although since school starts again soon I'm not
sure how often I'll be able to put out the chapters, but I'll definitely do
my best to keep it going. Again, please email me any comments, critiques or
suggestions you may have at JesseAndNate@gmail.com!